He waited with bated breath. His stubbornness would inevitably lead to a counterattack, and he was ready to be beaten up and bruised - fortunately it wasn't a three-storied pagoda, and a little more movement Nalya would know that he shouldn't be beaten too badly...... He wouldn't fight back, but he made up his mind to show Is's determination.

He can't always back down easily.

Of course, he can pretend to be submissive and continue to hide ...... But Isis is so perceptive, it is difficult for him to hide from the world. He didn't want to cause any rift between them.

He's not Scott. Scott couldn't help himself, and there were many things he couldn't talk about, but he wasn't. He is really stupid if he lets some "secret" or "misunderstanding" lie between them and let them drift apart.

He waited. But Isis didn't move, and he didn't make a sound. His lips were tightly closed, and the tense muscles of his face showed a hidden anger...... and deep powerlessness.

"I didn't really plan to hide it from you all the time......" Ed glanced at him quickly, whispering in a quick and soft voice, in a fit of unease, "I just wanted to try first...... If only it could ......"

If he can really do it, if it really works, he will have a better reason to convince Is, to convince others.

“...... Do you really know what you're doing?" Is's voice was low, as if he was holding back anger, as if there was something else, "If you're trying to prove how powerful that power is, I know better than you do. How do you think the dragons have captured a god? They concentrate their innate power like an indestructible sword forged from different metals, fusing into a terrifying, near-origin power, pure as a fire within a fire, which can turn into a monstrous flood in an instant...... It has no form, so it can transform into any form, it has no rules, so it can ignore all rules—like the waves of a sea of nothingness. It is indeed indestructible, but it is a sword without a hilt, and if you want to hold it, you can only hold it on a sharp edge. Perhaps, in a very short period of time, you will feel that although there is some cost to pay, it is worth it to at least control it...... Until you become a part of the sword completely and completely irresistible, because the essence of that power is devouring, it has no master—it cannot be completely controlled! so no dragon wants to use this method after that...... It's not worth the cost. ”

He said so much, but when he saw Ed's eyes raised, he knew he hadn't been able to convince him at all—if it had to, if it had to be achieved, Ed didn't care about being a part of the sword.

But he cared.

The anger had long since subsided, and the heavy feeling of powerlessness weighed on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe. He was well aware that sooner or later he would lose Scott completely...... He had lost him about ten years ago. He didn't want to lose even Ed...... There really isn't much he can lose, and he just wants to carefully protect every bit in the palm of his hand, but he can't always protect it.

He could have said that the consequences were more serious. He can warn Ed that his attempts will upset the balance of this world and hasten its destruction...... But he knew it wasn't. The purest and most uncontrollable force is, in fact, the most balanced force, which can devour everything and contain everything, and has its own cycle in defiance of any will...... And Ed may well have sensed this.

He can't fool him anymore. But that's really not something a human should touch—it's a force that even gods would fear.

He didn't even know how Ed did it. He's clearly found a way to fuse the various powers, but he hasn't been able to refine them more purely...... He couldn't imagine what Ed would have become if he had solved this problem—either he would have been wiped out because he couldn't bear it, and his soul would no longer exist, or he would have been rejected by the world because he was too powerful, and he could only wander alone in the sea of nothingness until he became a part of it.

...... He couldn't accept either.

But he didn't know what else to say. They had known each other for so long, just as Ed knew what he was thinking at a glance, he could tell at a glance when Ed could be persuaded and when he would never give up.

In terms of "stubbornness", this guy and Scott are really related by blood.

Sunlight peeks in through the cracks in the curtains. Isis stared at the dust fluttering in the ray of light, suddenly tired and dazed. He was supposed to be the most powerful...... But what did he do, and what else could he do?

Perhaps it was because he had suddenly fallen silent and had not spoken for too long, or perhaps because the decadence he had revealed was too obvious, Ed reached out and tugged at his sleeve, looking at him with a flattering smile.

"I know what you're worried about. He said, "Don't worry...... If I don't have a little certainty, I won't mess around...... Really!"

He leaned against the table, and Ed crouched on the ground, looking down like a puppy wagging its tail apprehensively.

- That's why he can't rest assured!

At this point, Ed seemed to have forgotten how he lost control when he was splashed with dragon blood in the triple tower. How much of his desperate adventure was due to memories that shouldn't have existed? Should he pull him out completely, or should he trust his own choice?

Isis covered his face with his right hand to calm himself down. He now genuinely regrets guiding Ed to feel the power of this world when he was on Rainbow Bend Island...... The more he knew, the more bold he became, and he would no longer be fooled as easily as he had before.

He even regretted fighting Ed in a fit of rage. Even if he wins, what can he change? Not to mention that he loses...... If even his blood can't make Ed change his mind, what else?

“...... It's not like there's no other way. "Any kind of power, when you have full control, is strong enough, like Scott...... It's like an ice dragon that can use the power of frost to the extreme. You don't have to take a more dangerous path. ”

"But that's probably the quickest way, isn't it?" Ed whispered, "Besides, I'm not rejecting 'the other way'......"

"You can only choose one. Iss interrupted him, annoyed to realize that he had unconsciously conceded, "Because any method that is going to succeed requires all your concentration - unless you have thousands of years to study slowly." ”

"Then I'......," Ed cautiously and boldly poked out his tentacles, "pick the quicker one?...... If you're willing to help me, maybe it's not that dangerous. You see, Nana's random bubble spit is 'the purest power', isn't it? So it's not completely uncontrollable......"

“...... That's its talent! It's a dragon!"

"And isn't man's gift 'freedom'?" Ed looked up at him, his eyes bright, full of hope and pleading, "there are no boundaries, no ends—life is finite, but infinite possibilities can be pursued...... I'd like to give it a try, Is...... You're going to help me, right?"

Isis glared at him angrily, he had never heard anyone explain "freedom" in this way, but he inexplicably felt that it was not wrong.

When did he become so persuadable?

“...... But first," he said, "you have to tell Naria...... If you really love her. ”